Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 30 Leaving

Yan Huai stayed in Puyang Village for more than half a month. Since the night Lin Xuan's dagger was brought back, Yin Lan's condition had been very bad. Fearing that something might happen to the mother and son, he began to help Yin Lan with some trivial matters.

Chopping wood, mixing charcoal, fetching water, feeding chickens...

Laundry, cooking, childcare, hunting in the mountains...

I'll do anything!

Yin Lan looked at Yan Huai, who was busy running around, with a sense of helplessness, but she also felt relieved. She still had A Zhao and Yan Huai. Although she knew that Yan Huai would leave one day, they were family to each other. As family, their hearts would not be separated.

In the past few days, Yan Huai, guided by the system, has been using materials purchased and transported from the city to renovate the guesthouse and restaurant, climbing up and down the hills. Gradually, the interior conditions of the rooms have improved a lot, and at least when someone is staying there, nothing will be missing.

Seeing that Yin Lan was gradually regaining her energy and spirit through his and A Zhao's daily antics, Yan Huai finally felt relieved.

He should probably leave soon.

During dinner that evening, Yin Lan could clearly sense Yan Huai's absent-mindedness and furtive glances. She knew without a doubt that the boy was leaving, but he just didn't know how to bring it up!

Suppressing her reluctance and sorrow, Yin Lan took A Zhao to bed and then picked up the dagger in front of Lin Xuan's portrait, calling out to Yan Huai, who was about to return to his room.

"Xiao Huai!"

"Aunt Yin, is there something you need?"

The reason Yin Lan changed the way she addressed Yan Huai as "Aunt Yin" was because she felt it sounded strange that Yan Huai addressed her with the formal "you" every day, so she asked him to change it to this more appropriate form.

Yan Huai watched Yin Lan approach and noticed the dagger sheath in her hand, so he asked in confusion, "What's this?"

“Ah Xuan is gone, and Ah Zhao is still young. After thinking it over, I think it would be best to give this dagger to you.”

Yan Huai frowned; he couldn't accept it: "I..."

Yin Lan knew Yan Huai's thoughts and interrupted him before he could refuse: "Xiao Huai, you are a benefactor to our family. Sometimes I really wish you were Zhao's older brother, because in Aunt Yin's eyes, you are not only a good boy, but also a man with a sense of justice and responsibility."

"Aunt Yin has nothing to repay you with. Since Ah Xuan entrusted this dagger to you for safekeeping, he should have thought that one day I would give it to you. Only then will this dagger have its true value."

Yan Huai looked at the expectation in Yin Lan's eyes and couldn't bear to disappoint her, but he didn't want to and wouldn't keep the dagger as his own. He would return it to A Zhao when she grew up.

Yan Huai slowly lowered his head and took the dagger, holding it firmly in his hand: "Thank you, Aunt Yin."

Yin Lan smiled gently and shook her head: "I know you plan to leave. Aunt Yin will not force you to stay. However, if you ever have time and want to come back, Aunt Yin will prepare everything for you. This is your home."

It's unclear what word touched Yan Huai, but his eyes reddened, and he nodded gently to Yin Lan before saying, "Then, I'll leave tomorrow morning. You and A Zhao, take care!"

"Okay!" Yin Lan's smile remained unchanged, but tears were already streaming down her face. She waved her hand, "Go to sleep now..."

Back in his room, Yan Huai sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) with his head hanging low. He felt that he might not be able to handle other people crying, and so far, Yin Lan had cried the most.

Yan Huai sighed inwardly, put the dagger back into his spatial storage, and placed it together with the black gold dagger he had been rewarded with by the system. He thought to himself, "I'll go find Zhang Qiling after I've chopped the firewood for Yin Lan tomorrow..."

Night fell quietly, and dawn broke.

While A-Zhao was still fast asleep, Yin Lan decided to get up and see Yan Huai off. But when she opened the door, all she saw was firewood that had been chopped and neatly stacked in the courtyard.

Yin Lan lowered her eyes and walked to Yan Huai's room. She raised her hand and knocked lightly, but no one answered, and the room was not locked.

Yin Lan curled her fingers slightly, and Yan Huai left...

Since ancient times, the capital has been prosperous, located close to the emperor's feet, regardless of dynasties or years, only the difference between day and night.

Around 5 or 6 p.m. is another peak time for crowds in Beijing. Yan Huai stood out conspicuously among the fashionable crowd. His gray cotton-padded jacket, gray cotton-padded trousers, and gray cotton-padded shoes looked like a real-life Baymax if it weren't for the colors.

If it weren't for his good looks and charisma, he would probably be mistaken for a country bumpkin from somewhere!

However, the truth is that Yan Huai is indeed no different from a country bumpkin, and the system is almost driven crazy by him!

"System, what is that?"

"car!"

"What about that one?"

"ravioli!"

What is wonton?

"food!"

"Can I eat it?"

"It's edible..."

Yan Huai walked up to the wonton stall. He could smell the aroma from afar, and it smelled even better as he got closer.

"Young man, do you want to eat wontons?" The vendor was an old man who was not yet sixty years old. He smiled kindly, and the wontons were made and sold on the spot.

Yan Huai looked at the words "five yuan a bowl" on the plastic window of the cart and thought to himself, "I can afford it!": "I'll take it!"

"Then sit over there and wait a bit, the wontons will be ready soon!"

Following the direction the old man pointed, Yan Huai walked over and sat down on the simple seat. However, with his long arms and legs, he seemed a little reserved when he sat down.

"Young man, you must be from out of town!" The old man selling wontons found Yan Huai's appearance somewhat amusing.

"Ok!"

"Are you here to visit relatives?"

"What is visiting relatives?" This was another area where Yan Huai was unfamiliar with the subject, and he hurriedly asked himself.

Visiting the home of a relative who is related to you by blood or by indirect blood is called visiting relatives.

"Is Zhang Qiling my relative?"

"......no!"

"Oh..." Yan Huai thought for a moment and said to the old man, "It's not visiting relatives, it's visiting friends."

System: "......" It's hopeless!

The old man found Yan Huai's statement quite amusing. He laughed for a while, and after the wontons were cooked in the boiling water, he scooped them out, put them in a bowl, and brought them to Yan Huai: "Be careful, they're hot!"

"it is good!"

When the wontons were served, the system watched Yan Huai reach for the chopsticks and breathed a sigh of relief. When it saw that Yan Huai could use the chopsticks skillfully, it breathed the remaining half of a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, I didn't ask it how to use chopsticks!

Just as Yan Huai was enjoying his meal, he suddenly felt a sense of being watched. Following the direction of the gaze, he saw a figure quickly shrinking behind the wall.

"Who is he?"

"They're Ah Ning's people."

Yan Huai frowned. Why would A Ning send someone to monitor him? And he had only just arrived here. It was impossible for her to have discovered his whereabouts so quickly. Could it be that this person had been lying in wait here all along?

Yan Huai poked a wonton with his chopsticks and chewed it into his mouth: "If it's just surveillance, then beat it up and get rid of it. But if you have other purposes, then watch me get back double the reward you promised!"